Happy holidays everyone!
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Sometime between drying the shirt that he had fixed and sitting down to do research on human coupling and courtship rituals, Optimus somehow managed to fall asleep sitting upright on the couch with his head resting against the back cushion, his arms had been folded across the sculpted muscles of his chest with the various programs flitting through his mind.
This of course was how he was found by Sara the next morning. And though she didn't say anything when he managed to crack an eye open to look at her, he did see her shake her head slightly as if bemused by his resting pose.
Their day began simply enough, Sara got up- and though she was damn near silent in all of her actions- the moment that she entered the living room he went from sound asleep to wide awake in an instant. After that she made the two of them breakfast. They ate and then she went and opened the store.
And it wasn't until about lunch time, after no more than ten patrons had come and gone that he finally began to notice what his future mate was wearing.
It wasn't hard to see, much less take note of on such a pretty girl- his femme could fucking stop traffic if she were to be stupid enough to step outside dressed as she was in her daisy duke cut off shorts, and emerald green mesh shirt underneath a black satin deep V neck halter top.
No scratch that, He thought darkly as he watched her tend to another customer- this one an somewhat elderly male that obviously had a developing staring problem almost as bad as he did. If his femme was foolish enough to step outside dressed so scandalously- she wouldn't just stop traffic, she'd be the reason that everyone involved in the pile-up outside wound up dead.
Because he would flat out have to kill them if any of them dared to look at what would one day be his.
He wasn't sure how she managed to get rid of the guy, but since he was only there long enough to pick out some random item and purchase it- Optimus supposed that it didn't really matter. However once the guy was gone, he went and flipped the sign on the door and locked it as well and then grabbed Sara around the waist and tossed her over his shoulder and stalked out of the shop and down the short hall to her living area and tossed her down on the couch before growling out, "While I enjoy a nice view, dearest- kindly go change your clothes before I am forced to commit murder."
Sara looked at him for a moment, wondering what the hell crawled up his ass when his words finally hit her.
Oh hell no! He did not just tell her to change her clothes. He may like her and feel possessive of her- but he wasn't her fucking daddy, and she'd wear whatever she damn well pleased. And if he didn't like it, he could leave.
"Excuse you," Sara snapped at the agitated teen pacing back and forth a few feet from her, her tone causing him to turn his head and narrow his neon blue eyes at her as she slowly sat up on the couch and started growling back at him. "You aren't my boyfriend Optimus. Nor are you my father- And I'll wear whatever I damn well please!"
"Oh really?" Optimus said looking down at his angry femme and trying really, really hard not to admire the soft pink flush in her cheeks. "You know that if you don't listen to me and go change now- I'll be forced to bring in the big guns right?" He wasn't joking either despite his slight teasing tone.
This was no game to him and he would shamelessly throw her to the wolves if it meant getting her to do as he bid. And by 'wolves' he meant her grandfather.
He walked over to the cordless phone and picked it up and stared at it for a moment to give her enough time to get up off of her cute ass and run upstairs, however she merely gave him a mutinous look and glared at him, causing him to sigh before saying, "I get no pleasure from what I'm about to do," Which was true. He enjoyed the thought of bringing Samuel into this about as much as he enjoyed his first dentist appointment as a human.
Which had been not been fun at all.
Turning the phone around so that she could see what he was doing, he pressed the numbers on her speed dial that would assure that her grandparents answered while he watched her go wide eyed at the same exact moment that he put the phone on speaker and Samuel picked up.
"Sara? Sara honey?"
"Samuel, this is Optimus. Sara's friend. And we have a little issue that I think you need to be aware of."
"I remember you. I-Is she okay?"
"She's fine, but she needs you here right now."
"I'm on my way kid!" Samuel practically shouted into the phone before there was a series of bangs followed by, "Cassie- grab my pants! Sara needs me!"
Optimus tried to bite back his grin as he hung up the phone and then looked at his future mate again. She snarled at him and then got up and raced upstairs, damn near causing him to double over laughing. His femme would likely not forgive him for a good long while after this stunt, but that was alright as long as she wasn't parading around him in that damn outfit.
He was after all an overly stimulated mech, and he didn't really trust himself around her right now. Especially dressed like she was. So this was the best thing that he could think of to protect her from others as well as himself.